Sonnet 2

The autumn leaves, like a fiery blaze Blows across the forest in the fall breeze Leaves on the ground, the woods is like a maze. Birds glide from tree to tree with ease, Gathering sticks and leaves to build their nest The rattle of the leaves and song of the birds, Makes this forest the perfect place to rest. The beauty of this place can hardly be put into words As I wander through these woods, I can hear it call me. There is something special about the creatures here, All of them live side by side in harmony. There are no predators or hunters for the animals to fear. And as the curtain of night fell upon the woodlands I went back home to the warm embrace of loving hands